Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 753
In Daliang wedding ceremonies, dusk ceremonies are popular, and at dusk, the wedding ceremony is held.

The wind has traveled for eight thousand miles, and the setting sun is about to set in the sky. Sunsets and evening eclipses render half of the sky in a golden artistic conception. Gradually sinking and emptiness, the branches are full of flowers, and a handful of broken gold is filled. On the girl sitting in front of the bronze mirror.

At the second quarter of the unitary hour, it's time to leave the pavilion.

"Princess, the general is here." The old mother in the palace kindly and generously held a wedding comb, carefully combing the girl's black hair.

From such a distance, Su Qing'an could even hear the suona on the street, she murmured, it was so lively.

"A comb to the hair, no disease and no worries."

"Second comb to the head, raise the case and eyebrows."

"Three combs combed to the head, forever knotted and worn together."

"Get out of the court!"

The old mama's long voice echoed in the sky, and the entire Princess Mansion was filled with joy.

In front of the Yuying Pavilion, there is a hidden youth, who is the person who looks like a phantom?
Red makeup and embroidered clothes are in the clouds, and the lips are full of fat waiting for Junda.

The old man smiled and supported the woman's slender hand, and walked out step by step. The red hairpin did not shake, and the red skirt slightly fluttered. He walked through the nine-turn veranda and walked from the sunset, forming a lotus in one step.

The marriage of Princess Zhaoyi of the Great Liang Dynasty established the good relationship between Qin and Jin Dynasties. According to the system of six rituals, the rituals of the wedding ceremony were performed, and the banquets were held in an orderly manner.

Covered with red gauze, Su Qing'an stepped out of the last threshold of the princess mansion with the support of her mother.

The four maidservants behind him carefully bent down to hold up the bright red winding Xiapei.

Outside the princess mansion.

The green hills in the distance are undulating and undulating all year round, the sunset clouds and lone ducks fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky.

Those who welcome the relatives are eight big sedan chairs, ten miles of red makeup, and travel all over the entire Jian'an City!
The people from every family are bustling and noisy, surrounding the welcoming team, everyone has a sincere smile on their faces, eagerly looking forward to the direction of the Princess Mansion, wanting to see what the new bride looks like?
"Miss, let's go back."

"I just want to see the person he loves." Qiu Tingzhu stood silently in the crowd, wearing a hood.

"Wow!" The childish voice sounded, "Daddy, the bride is so beautiful!"

There was a commotion.

The gentleman on the horse, dressed in a wedding dress, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on his body, turning into sword energy at seven points, with half a beautiful beam on his shoulders. At this moment, his eyes were fixed and far-reaching, looking at the princess of Daliang. direction.

Mountains and seas have their own return dates, and wind and rain will meet each other.

The setting sun shines on everything, seeping in a gleam of light, and the bottom of my eyes, which are usually calm in the ancient well, unexpectedly burst into an uproar at this moment.

The setting sun melts gold, and the evening clouds merge, where is the person?

on heart!
They looked at each other from afar.

Cen Zhou got off his horse and walked towards her step by step!
Su Qing'an's vision was blurred and crimson. Through the flying red hijab, she could vaguely see the vigorous silhouette. How many times, in her dreams, she dared not forget.

Nearly.

Closer again.

Xiao Hui howled happily beside him, his wolf ears pricked up, his fur was smooth, and he was pulled by the attendant with great difficulty.

The autumn wind was blowing, and the old lady was about to help Su Qingan into the sedan chair. The general stretched out his hand first, and said in a low voice, "I'll come."

"There is General Lao Dingbei."

The woman smiled, her voice was gentle and tender, like the soft words of Wu Nong in the south, holding a round fan in one hand to cover her face, and the other slender and fair finger rested gently on Cen Zhou's hand, soft as if boneless, with bright red and gold thread on the sleeve Reflecting the slender and white wrist.

The hand holding the sword to walk the rivers and lakes is full of calluses, and at this moment, it is holding the girl's slender hand.

The princess gets on the sedan chair.

The general rides a horse.

Famous all over the capital.

No one knows their bets and games.

A big marriage is a golden and jade marriage, and the two love each other happily.

But Cen Zhou and Su Qing'an neither admit that they still love each other, their hatred is real and they can't let it go, so this auspicious time at dusk welcomes three worships and nine kowtows!

Some people are like this, torturing each other, colliding with each other, no one should bow their heads, and then find the most suitable way for two people to get along with each other.

He hates her, but he will always love her.

The broken gold burning in the sky is blazing brightly, everything seems real and unreal, blurred and misty, and the beauty is like a dream, which makes people dare not wake up.

Royal Palace.

Royal study.

At this time, Emperor Liang was supposed to leave for the Dingbei General's Mansion, but at this moment his face was extremely gloomy, Dingding looked at the person kneeling in the center, his tone was extremely tense and dangerous.

"You mean what you say?!"

Shisan knelt on the ground, his heart beating like a drum, he clenched his hands, and replied neither humble nor overbearing: "Report to the emperor. The prince first hid criminals, and then cultivated private soldiers. The emperor is the emperor of ninety-five years. All people in the world are the sons of the emperor." People, how can you allow others to offend?!"

"Caomin dare to swear to the sky, what he said today is half false, if the sky strikes with lightning, he will die!"

In fact, Thirteen is of course afraid, this is the first time he faces the emperor and exposes the other's son, but he can't back down!

Emperor Liang closed his eyes and let out a long breath. After a long time, a voice indistinguishable from emotion and anger came from the imperial study room: "Back off."

After Shisan left, Emperor Liang asked, "What do you think?"

Nie Chengye came out from behind: "The prince should be punished."

After meeting Su Qing'an, Nie Chengye met Su Ziheng. To be precise, it was Su Ziheng who wanted to see him, and he revealed a lot of meaning in his words.

He wanted to rebel, and he wanted to drag Nie Chengye into the water.

The tragedy of the previous life is still vivid, and Nie Chengye chose to expose it.

"boom--!"

The violent sound reverberated in the imperial study room, the teacup fell to the ground and shattered!
The startled man flinched.

Thirteen who went out heard the sound, paused in his footsteps, a smile curled up on his lips, remembering what Su Qingan had said to him.

He hesitated and asked: "But I'm just a beggar, how could the emperor believe what I said? If there is an investigation, the time will be delayed..."

"No," she said. "There's someone else who will."

"Come here—" Emperor Liang coughed several times, coughing up bright red blood, his heart turned cold, and he was extremely disappointed, "capture the prince and Zhang Song."

"My humble minister invites you to chase after the prince!"

"Go." Emperor Liang crushed the jade wrench finger, "The crown prince will stay alive, as for Zhang Song..."

Nie Chengye understood.

If it was only thirteen, Emperor Liang would still have to weigh the weight. The addition of Nie Chengye would be quite different in nature.

Emperor Liang originally thought that Su Ziheng was mediocre and incompetent, but he didn't want to be useless at all.

The wind blew off the dead leaves and set off a chill.

at this time.

Su Ziheng was at Zhang Song's residence. He jumped into a rage and kicked Zhu Ergou away: "Waste! A bunch of waste! How many days can't even catch anyone!"

Zhu Ergou kept crying: "That beggar is a slippery loach, who knew he could run so well!"

Zhang Song stroked the knife: "Did you hear any sound?"

"What can there be?" Su Ziheng said impatiently.

"The voice of soldiers and horses."

Su Ziheng froze, and hurriedly sent Zhu Ergou to investigate.

Zhu Ergou came back half a quarter of an hour later, terrified: "It's not good! It's not good! Forbidden, the imperial guards have passed, come here!"

(End of this chapter)